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Rick Grimes awoke in softest bed he had felt since the apocalypse started and that’s how he immediately knew something was wrong.
He stood up ready for a fight only to find himself alone in what appeared to be his old bedroom that he and Lori had shared back before the apocalypse.
He rushed down the stairs as fast he could taking them three at a time and hurdling into the kitchen.
What he found through him for a loop, Lori was at the stove cooking pancakes and Carl was feeding Judith mashed carrots.
It took him a moment to get his head around the scene before him, Lori alive and making breakfast like it was any other day?
He could only hope Carl would have some clue what was happening.
“Carl where is everyone what’s going on?”
Carl turned around looking confused.
“Dad what are you talking about?”
Rick reeled shock filling every part of him he was certain Carl would know what was happening or at least be as alarmed by this situation as he was. He opens his mouth to continue speaking but before he could even utter a sound let alone ask Carl anything else Lori gives him a quick good morning kiss. Lori smiles at him and returns to cooking, he had forgotten how they had danced around each other before the world had ended pretending everything was fine between them half the time and arguing the rest.
What was going on here he didn’t know but he knew one thing for sure he had to find the one person he could trust, he had to find Daryl Dixon. It felt like betrayal to go about his day and pretend like everything was normal especially since he knew Daryl would be busting down every door in Georgia to find them if he were in the same situation, and who knew maybe he was doing just that. But until he can find out where everyone is and why the world had suddenly returned to normal and no one seemed to remember it acting as though nothing’s happened is his best option.